Tomorrow, a mammogram and a bone density test, but I need to call to make sure the thallium isn't going to screw those up.
Wait, isn't thallium the stuff that the Russians put on the end of an umbrella to assassinate somebody?
We didn't have sex, if that's what you mean. That's all I do now, not have sex.
Anya ,'Dirty Girls'
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Vortex - Feb 10, 2010 12:49:09 pm PST #9745 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
EpicTangent - Feb 10, 2010 12:51:31 pm PST #9746 of 30000
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
I need to let out a bunch of rambling thoughts about this epic crush of mine.
Aww, love you too, hon. ;) (Sorry, couldn't resist). But seriously folks - like everyone else said, please feel free to burble. I know I'm usually just lurking/catching up, but I'm enjoying the vicarious crushiness.
Good luck with your bones & boobs, Connie.
Trudy Booth - Feb 10, 2010 12:54:30 pm PST #9747 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Why does my daughter have to whine and cry before doing anything asked of her? Why?
Am I the only one hearing this in a whiny voice and laughing?
(Aimee iz funneee)
hippocampus - Feb 10, 2010 12:54:33 pm PST #9748 of 30000
not your mom's socks.
lisah, much strength to you and Bob.
Laura, contuinued good health for Bobby
Daisy Jane - Feb 10, 2010 1:00:57 pm PST #9749 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I have a minor bitch, but it's been bugging for a few days (or really, over a month). My dad is a football coach. Every woman on that side of the family was taught to throw a pass as children. I wanted a tackling dummy for Christmas when I was about 5 years old. I have watched countless hours/days/years worth of the game. I own The College Football Bible, Friday Night Lights, Junction Boys and can name just about every player who has ever played for the Saints and most who have played for LSU.
Why then, when the team I have followed for over 3 decades finally wins the national championship for the first time in franchise history does everyone rush to congratulate...my husband. I don't even want to get started on the guys arguing with me about the Cowboys/Saints who told my husband to "teach your wife about football." That man wouldn't know what off sides is if I hadn't 'splained it to him.
Aims - Feb 10, 2010 1:02:54 pm PST #9750 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I'd start keeping a bunch of those plastic mini-footballs in your bag and everytime it happens, throw one and bean the offender in the head. When he looks at the football, it has written on it, "Thrown like a girl. Bitch."
sj - Feb 10, 2010 1:03:14 pm PST #9751 of 30000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Why does my daughter have to whine and cry before doing anything asked of her? Why?
Because she's 5 and she knows it bugs you.
brenda m - Feb 10, 2010 1:03:34 pm PST #9752 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Wait, isn't thallium the stuff that the Russians put on the end of an umbrella to assassinate somebody?
Sure, why do you think Connie wants some?
~ma for all your tests coming out well! That chemical stress test sounds nasty, I'm glad you avoided it.
Aims - Feb 10, 2010 1:03:38 pm PST #9753 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
She needs to knock it off before I knock her off.
Daisy Jane - Feb 10, 2010 1:06:42 pm PST #9754 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I'd start keeping a bunch of those plastic mini-footballs in your bag and everytime it happens, throw one and bean the offender in the head. When he looks at the football, it has written on it, "Thrown like a girl. Bitch."
I want to marry this idea, I love it so!
I feel kinda shitty getting peeved when people are congratulating him on the Saints' win, because he does love them as well. I just kinda feel like I endured the pain of being a Saints' fan for all those years, but he's the guy so he obvi cares more about it than I do.